Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Battle of the Old Demon of Black Mountain
Chen Feng's sword came extremely fast and extremely powerful, even if the old demon of Montenegro was extremely powerful, he was also shocked by this sword.
Faintly, the old demon of Montenegro seemed to see a heavenly river, coming from the sky, carrying countless stars falling towards him, carrying the majesty of the sky, with a huge power of tens of millions of catties, just a negligent situation, the old demon of Montenegro suddenly found that his body had been turned into two halves at some point.
It was completely cut from the middle by Chen Feng with a Wanjun sword.
The body, which is made up of skulls, has suddenly become much smaller.
But fortunately, the old demon of Montenegro has a very strong vitality, as long as it is not in the case of being restrained, it is difficult to die.
His body, which was made up of skulls, quickly recovered, restoring the two skull hills into one larger one, but the aura was much weaker than before.
With a sword, Chen Feng didn't mean to stop, his left hand was already raised, and he pinched a trick, and suddenly, a small flame with the same shape as a dragon immediately appeared on his entire arm.
The flames were not big, they were just as long as Chen Feng's arms and thick arms, but when Chen Feng smashed his fist on the body of the old demon of the Black Mountain, the flames that had been burning with other skulls before, as if they had been summoned by something, converged towards Chen Feng's arms one after another.
It's just that in the blink of an eye, it was originally a flame dragon less than one meter long, but it instantly turned into a flame true dragon dozens of meters long, dragging out extremely brilliant fireworks in the air, and it was the tail of the real dragon swaying.
Under the impact of this flame true dragon, the body of the old demon of Black Mountain, which had been weakened by Chen Feng, immediately produced bursts of explosions, and the explosions set off waves of qi one after another, easily rushing the skulls on the surface of the old demon of Black Mountain into the air.
"Ahhh I'll kill you! ”
The old demon of Montenegro let out an unwilling roar, and his skull trembled all over his body.
With his roar, the entire sky of the ghost world seemed to be even darker.
Black tentacles appeared from his body one after another, whipping towards Chen Feng.
Every time he was whipped, it was a heavy blow like a mountain, and before he got close, Chen Feng felt a strong wind rushing towards him, he didn't dare to block it, let alone carry it hard, how strong the old demon of the Black Mountain was, there was no need to describe it more, but Rao was able to easily block the body of some divine weapons with Chen Feng's current skill of forging the fourth layer of the sword technique, but he didn't dare to carry the black mountain old demon this casual blow head-on.
With one dodge, Chen Feng had already escaped thousands of meters away, and at the same time, he used his sword technique again.
Wan Jun's sword flew around him, leaving a sword shadow in the air, each sword shadow seemed to be a real sword, and after each rotated a few times in the air, it formed a circle and stabbed at the whip attacked by the old demon of Black Mountain.
Bang!
In the process of flying, Wan Jun Sword left one circular air wave after another in the air, which is a manifestation beyond the speed of sound.
The few sword shadows that Wan Jun Sword turned into easily poked a few holes in the whip of the old demon of Black Mountain, but this kind of relative to the size of the whip seemed to be a little useless.
But Chen Feng was not in a hurry, the moment he walked while the sword touched the old demon of the Black Mountain, his hands were parted, and he shouted violently:
"Crack!"
The Wan Jun Sword was immediately in the tentacles of the old demon of the Black Mountain, and it was divided into tens of thousands of small flying swords.
The little flying sword was extremely sharp, and as soon as it appeared, it flew indiscriminately in all directions, easily leaving many tiny holes in the tentacles of the old demon of the Black Mountain.
However, the old demon of Montenegro didn't care about this, he laughed, thinking that Chen Feng's methods were nothing more than that:
"Although your flying sword is very sharp, it can't directly cut off my tentacles. And if you can't cut off my tentacles, then all your efforts will be in vain. ”
As soon as the words fell, he saw that the wound that had just been caused by the little flying sword immediately recovered as before, as if it had never appeared.
"This black mountain old demon is really very difficult, his recovery ability is extremely powerful, although the various tricks are not strong, but they are extremely weird, and there is a feeling of endless life." Chen Feng frowned and thought, he suddenly wanted to shoot another flame Dao technique, making it burn the body of the old demon of the Black Mountain fiercely.
It's a pity that the latter also has experience, as long as the old demon of Montenegro sees Chen Feng pinching his hands, he immediately retreats a few miles away, if he is slow, it is okay to say, after all, such a big body can't hit it, but unfortunately the speed of this guy is extremely fast, it is a few blinks of kung fu can run out of a few miles and dozens of miles, it is really cunning and slippery.
However, Chen Fengcai's frown suddenly stretched out again, and there was a chuckle on the corner of his mouth:
"Hehe, don't think you'll be able to dodge my attack this way."
But seeing that Chen Feng once again pinched out various seals in his hand, the old demon of Montenegro was originally controlling a few thick and long tentacles, wanting to whip Chen Feng to his heart's content, and immediately retreated when he saw this scene.
However, Chen Feng didn't care about him at all, and continued to pinch the seal, so that wisps of true qi burst out from his body, directly connected to the thousands of small flying swords split by the Wan Jun Sword, and then the little flying swords began to reorganize and combine, forming ten things like saws that were completely composed of small flying swords.
The tip of the sword was facing outward, and the hilt of the sword was facing inward, and under Chen Feng's control, these saw gears began to rotate in the air, and the speed was extremely fast, like an electric note.
The saw gear galloped towards the old demon of Montenegro to attack, the old demon of Montenegro saw that the situation was not good, so he wanted to continue to dodge, he himself realized that this saw gear was extremely harmful to himself, if he could not dodge in time, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.
But this time, the flight speed of the saw gear was ten times faster than the previous little flying sword, and under Chen Feng's full strength, he couldn't even see the afterimage in the air, as if he had crossed the space, and he didn't even blink an eye, and he had already come to the front of the old demon of Black Mountain.
The latter didn't want to think about it, but when he saw and heard the saw gear rubbing the air, he actually rubbed sparks one by one, and his scalp (although he didn't) numb, and his whole body was cold, so he instinctively used a few of his tentacles to block it in front of him and completely carry the saw gear down.
But unfortunately, his originally hard, thick and long tentacles, as soon as they touched the gears, it was like a hot knife meeting butter, and it couldn't be stopped even for a moment, thinner than paper, easier than cutting tofu, and instantly slashed down on his body.
And the few tentacles that he relied on very much had already been divided at this time, I don't know how many pieces, even if he wanted to grow them again, it would take a few breaths, and he couldn't save the life of the old demon of Montenegro before the saw gear fell to his body.
It was about his own life, and at the moment of crisis, the old demon of Montenegro couldn't care about the majesty of the king of demon kings, and while fleeing in a hurry, he shouted to Sect Master Fang next to him: "Sect Master Fang save my life!" ”
"If I die, neither of us will be well."
Sect Master Fang had already been eyeing Yan Chixia from the sidelines, he was originally against Yan Chixia, but Yan Chixia didn't make a move for a long time, and he didn't want to make the first move, at this time, when he heard the call from Black Mountain, he scolded in his heart, but his mind began to turn, and with the unique exercises of the Corpse Refining Sect, he controlled the heirloom of the Corpse Refining Sect behind him, a golden corpse comparable to a spiritual void monk.
The golden corpse jumped directly in front of the ten saw gears that were about to be sawed on the old demon of the Black Mountain, and the defense of the golden corpse was extremely powerful, even if it was a monk of the same realm, he did not dare to compete with it in terms of defensive ability.
Chen Feng stood extremely far away from the battlefield, only saw a flash of gold in front of him, and then with a few sounds, the saw gear that he had carefully prepared for the old demon of Montenegro immediately flew into the sky and escaped to the ground, and was smashed far away.